The talisman was the core of a warning array that he set up on Burial Mound. If something happened on Burial Mound after he left, like if the array was broken or if blood was shed, the talisman would ignite on its own to warn him of the incident.

"I hope nothing bad will happen on the Burial Mound." said Jiang Yanli.

"I hope so, too. No one will be able to defend those people there knowing that Wei Wuxian is on the town." said Wen Qing.

Wei WuXian sandwiched Wen Yuan between his arm and his body, “Excuse me, Lan Zhan, I have to go back!”

Something fell from Wen Yuan’s pocket. He called out, “Butter… Butterfly!”

With him in his arm, Wei WuXian had already rushed outside the restaurant. Soon, a white shadow swept by him. Lan WangJi seemed to have followed them out as well, walking beside them. Wei WuXian, “Lan Zhan? Why are you following us?”

"He's worried, too." said Nie Huaisang.

"Of course, he is. Lan Zhan always worry about me." said Wei Wuxian.

"That's because you're reckless." said Jiang Cheng.

"Let him follow so that someone will help you on the situation." said MianMian.

Lan WangJi put into Wen Yuan’s palm the butterfly that he dropped. He didn’t answer the question, but instead asked, “Why do you not mount your sword?”

Wei WuXian, “Forgot to bring it!”

"Why did you forget to bring it? You shouldn't go anywhere without the sword since you don't know that maybe someone will do a sneak attack on you on the town." said Jiang Cheng.

"I can still defend myself without the sword." said Wei Wuxian.

"It's more better if you are armed." Jiang Cheng said with a frown.

Without saying anything, Lan WangJi took him by his waist and brought him onto Bichen as they rose into the air. Wen Yuan was too young to have been on a flying sword before. Although he would’ve been extremely scared, because Bichen was exceptionally steady, he didn’t feel any bumpiness at all. The people on the streets were shocked by the three who decided to fly into the air without a second of hesitation, looking up at their figures. And so, Wen Yuan felt nothing but curiosity and excitement, cheering loudly.

Wei WuXian let out a breath of relief, “Thank you!”

"Glad, Wangji is there or lese it would be too late." said Qingheng-jun.

"Don't worry, from now one, I will never forget to bring my sword in case of emergency." said Wei Wuxian.

"That's not it. What I mean to say that you should always be Wangji for us to assured that both of you are safe." said Qingheng-jun.

"You say that fuqin like Lan Wangji itself isn't scary enough. We don't even know what's running on his mind when it comes to Wei Wuxian." said Jiang Cheng.

Lan Wangji glared at him.

Lan WangJi, “Which way?”

Wei WuXian gestured, “Over there!”

The three rushed toward the direction of Burial Mound. When the black peak broke through the clouds, Wei WuXian felt more and more worried

The roars of fierce corpses came from the dark forest afar. It wasn’t only one, but an entire group. Lan WangJi made a sword seal with his hand, and Bichen immediately began to fly even faster, although still steady.

"What is happening?" a cultivator asked in confusion.

"It couldn't be that someone purposely ruin the seal protecting the Burial Mound leading to such situation?" asked another.

"Who would do that?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"Maybe, it's an accident." said Wei Wuxian.

"No one in the group would really brought harm to each other." he added.

As soon as they landed, the two saw a shadow dart from within the woods, screaming as it threw itself toward someone. Bichen cut it in half with one single stroke. The person on the ground was pale-faced. As he saw Wei WuXian, he shouted, “Young Master Wei!”

Wei WuXian tossed out a talisman, “Uncle Four, what’s wrong?”

Uncle Four, “All… All of the fierce corpses in the Demon-Slaughtering Cave got out!”

Wei WuXian, “Didn’t I set a restriction seal? Who touched it?!”

Uncle Four, “Nobody! It was… It was…”

Suddenly, a yell came from in front of them. It was a woman’s voice, “A-Ning!”

"A-ning?" Wen Qing asked.

"Isn't he unconscious?" asked Jin Zixuan.

"Maybe he has lost control that's he's out." said Nie Huaisang.

"I told you it will be bad to keep him. He should be killed instead." said Jin Guangshan.

"Oh shut the f*ck up!" Wei Wuxian cursed at him.

"If it is just to kill, you'll be lying your of blood already." said Wen Rouhan.

Within the forest, around a dozen cultivators of the Wen Sect stood before a figure—Wen Ning, bearing a hideous pair of white pupils. Not many of the talismans that once covered his entire body remained. In his hands, he was dragging two other fierce corpses, which had already been torn up by him, blackish blood cascading off what had almost become two sets of skeletons. Wen Ning was still beating them up, as if he wouldn’t rest until they had been turned to dust. The person who stood at the front of the group, holding a sword, was Wen Qing.

Wei WuXian, “Didn’t I say not to touch the talismans on him?!”

Wen Qing didn’t even have the spare seconds to be surprised that Lan WangJi was here. She answered, “Nobody touched them! Not a single person went into the Cave! He tore them off on his own when he suddenly went on a rampage. Not only the ones on himself, he destroyed the restriction seals at the blood pool and the Cave as well! All of the fierce corpses in the blood pool got out. Wei WuXian, go save Granny and the others. They won’t be able to hold up much longer!!!”

"Why did he suddenly go on rampage?" asked Nie Huaisang.

"Maybe because of too much resentment." Wei Wuxian said.

"Please, save them." Wen Qing mutters.

"Surely, we will do that, Qing-jiejie." said Wei Wuxian.

As they spoke, strange hissing noises came from above them. The group looked up to find a few fierce corpses that had climbed up the trees. They curved around the top of the trees as though they were snakes, snarling as sickening mucus dripped from between their teeth. When Wen Ning looked up, he saw them as well. He tossed away the crushed limb in his hand and leaped onto the tree at once!

The tree was at least twenty yards tall. To be able to leap up to such a height directly was an indicator of extreme explosive force. Soon after Wen Ning went up the tree, he tore the corpses apart, limbs flying everywhere and blood raining down on the ground. He still wasn’t satisfied yet, going off the other side.

"Sh*t." Nie Huaisang cursed.

"That looks powerful." he said.

"What a thirst for blood, Wen Ning." Wei Wuxian chuckled.

"It looks horrifying." said a younger disciple.

"It's the best." Jingyi grinned.

"You see powerful you are, Wen Ning?" Wei Wuxian asked.

"If you'll train with us, we will make you more stronger." he grinned.

"Y-yes." Wen Ning stuttered.

"That would be great." said Nie Huaisang.

"As if you will train, too." said Nie Mingjue.

"You'll just rope then to cause troubles." he added making his little brother pout.

Wei WuXian pulled out Chenqing, “Lan…!”

He wanted to entrust Lan WangJi with saving the others as he stayed to deal with Wen Ning. When he turned around, he had already disappeared. Just as he was beginning to panic, sounds of the zither vibrated through the sky, sending off a murder of startled crows. Before he could even ask, Lan WangJi had already gone over. Wei WuXian felt his heart settle. Putting Chenqing to his lips, he released a long note. Wen Ning’s body, having landed on the ground, paused shortly.

Wei WuXian seized the opportunity, “Wen Ning! Do you still remember me?!”

"He doesn't." said Jin Zixuan.

"I know that it will be safe knowing that my Lan Zhan is there to help." said Wei Wuxian.

"Mn, a-die will always be there for you." said Sizhui with a smile.

On the other side, the zither sounded three times before it went silent, meaning that Lan WangJi was able to control the fierce corpses with just three notes. Wen Ning lowered his body slightly, deep growls coming from his throat. He was like a wild beast on alert, prepared to attack at any moment. As Wei WuXian was about to play his flute again, he suddenly realized that Wen Yuan still hugged his leg tightly, too scared to make a sound. He’d forgotten about him the whole time!

He immediately picked Wen Yuan up and threw him toward Wen Qing, “Take him away!”

"That kid didn't even let knowing that it's dangerous." Nie Huaisang said in disbelief.

"He's scared. How could he let go when he knows that Wei Wuxian will be the only to protect him at such time?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Wei-xiong can protect him but, wherever Wei-xiong, it's more dangerous." said Nie Huaisang.

"He's already given to Qing-jiejie, no need to fight. Never thought that the two of you will be so worried." Wei Wuxian chuckled.

The two glared at him.

At this point, Wen Ning pounced on him.

As though he was hit by a large boulder, Wei WuXian flew back from the force, crashing onto a tree. He felt warmth rise up his throat and cursed. Lan WangJi saw this happen just as he returned. His expression changed at once and he rushed in front of him. Wen Qing had just shoved Wen Yuan into another’s arms. She wanted to check on Wei WuXian’s injuries, but he got there before she could. She paused with surprise. Lan WangJi was almost embracing Wei WuXian as he held his hand and passed spiritual energy to him.

"Oh." Wen Qing mumbled and snickers.

"So worried?" she asked making Lan Wangji's ears turn red.

"He is. Look at his face, it's full of concern." Lan Xichen teased making everyone look at him.

"What?" he asked when he felt the gazes on him.

"You know for sure that we can't read his face, right?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"How could we agree to you, then?" he added.

"Lets just believe my brother-in-law." Wei Wuxian chuckled.

Wen Qing hurried, “Let him go first—it’s not necessary! Let me do it! I’m Wen Qing!”

Wen Qing of Qishan was one of the top medics. Lan WangJi finally stopped passing Wei WuXian spiritual energy and let Wen Qing examine his condition, although his hand still refused to let go. Wei WuXian, however, pushed him aside, “Don’t let him go!”

"Is it necessary to push him? You could just tell him." said Jin Zixuan.

"Looks like Wuxian is hiding something." said Lan Xichen.

"What would I hide?" Wei Wuxian asked.

"We don't know." said Nie Huaisang shrugged.

After Wen Ning wounded him, he walked down the mountain, arms hanging low. It was where the other cultivators of the Wen Sect were hiding from the fierce corpses. Wen Qing dashed over as she yelled, “Run! Everyone, run! He’s going towards you!”

Wei WuXian fought out of Lan WangJi hold and forced himself to chase after Wen Ning. Lan WangJi caught up again, “Where is your sword?”

Wei WuXian whipped out twelve talismans, “Don’t know where I put it!”

"Just say that you don't want to use it." said Jiang Cheng.

"Or he can't use it." said Wen Qing.

"Why couldn't he?" Jiang Yanli asked.

"How would I know?" Wen Qing asked back.

"You knew something we don't." said Jiang Yanli.

"As I said, it's not for me to tell." said Wen Qing.

The sibling turned to look at Wei Wuxian who is looking at them innocently.

The twelve yellow talismans formed a line in midair and began to burn. When they landed on Wen Ning, like a chain of fire, they held him down at once. With a flip of his wrist, Lan WangJi strummed the strings of his zither. Wen Ning’s footsteps seemed to have been hindered by an invisible thread. He paused, but continued to struggle forward despite the difficulty. Wei WuXian put Chenqing to his lips. Due to the blow he received, some blood sprayed out from his lips. He frowned, but he endured the pain and the blood churning within his chest, playing without a single tremble.

Under the two’s collaboration, Wen Ning kneeled on the ground and let out a roar skyward. The leaves within the forest swayed back and forth. Wei WuXian finally couldn’t hold it any longer and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The notes of Wangji suddenly increased in their force. Wen Ning bellowed, arms wrapped around his head, curled up on the ground.

"Please show some mercy, Hanguang-jun." Wen Qing said worriedly.

"Why would Hanguang-jun show him mercy when that corpse doesn't know what mercy is?" Jin Guangshan asked.

"Can you please shut up?" Wen Xu with irritation.

"We don't want to hear your stupid dumbsh*t of an opinion." he added.

Wen Qing wailed, “A-Ning! A-Ning!”

She was about to rush over when Wei WuXian stopped her, “Be careful!”

Seeing how tormented her younger brother was, under the sounds of the zither, Wen Qing felt her heart ache. Although she knew that if extreme measures weren’t taken against his current state of being, he’d definitely bring about danger. Yet, she couldn’t help but felt bad for Wen Ning, “HanGuang-Jun, go easy on him!”

"Show some mercy, Lan Zhan. He look miserable." said Wei Wuxian.

"But, he hurt you." said Lan Wangji.

"It was an accident. He didn't mean it." said Wei Wuxian.

"Mn, okay." said Lan Wangji and gripped Wei Wuxian's waist.

Wei WuXian, “Lan Zhan! A bit softe-…”

“… Young… Master…”

Wei WuXian suddenly froze, “Wait a second?”

He shouted, “Lan Zhan, could you stop first?!”

The voice came from Wen Ning.

"What? He can speak now?" Wei Wuxian asked.

"So it means...he is conscious now?" asked Wen Qing.

"We aren't sure yet." said Wei Wuxian.

Lan WangJi pressed his fingers onto the strings, stopping the vibrations. Wei WuXian, “Wen Ning?!”

Wen Ning struggled to lift up his head.
Within his eyes wasn’t the hideous white anymore, but a… a pair of black pupils!

Wen Ning opened his mouth, continuing, “… Young… Master Wei…?”

It seemed that he squeezed the words out one by one, almost biting down on his own tongue. But those were indeed human words, not meaningless roars.

"Oh, he could really speak now." said Wei Wuxian.

"So I succeeded on waking his consciousness." he added.

"That's impossible." said Jin Guangshan.

"Are yiu dumb?" Jingyi asked.

"Have you forgot that the Ghost General is fully conscious in the future?" he added.

"He must be really dumb." said Zizhen.

"And stupid." said Jin Ling.

Wen Qing had frozen. A second later, with a scream, she threw herself toward him, howling, “A-Ning!”

Both of the two fell back from the force. Wen Ning, “Sis… -ter…”

Wen Qing pulled her younger brother into an embrace. With both tears and laughter, she buried her head in his arms, “It’s me! It’s your sister, it’s your sister! A-Ning!”

She called Wen Ning’s name again and again. The other cultivators seemed as if they wanted to go throw themselves over too, but they didn’t dare do it. They hugged one another in the chaos, shouting and laughing among themselves.

Uncle Four leaped down the mountain as he cheered, “Everything’s fine! It’s done! It’s done! A-Ning woke up! …”

"He really did it." Wen Qing smiled.

"I'm so grateful for that, Wei Wuxian." she said.

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Wei Wuxian said with a grin.

"That means, you agreed on letting Wen Ning be with us?" he asked.

"No." Wen Qing answered making Wei Wuxian pout.

Wei WuXian walked over and squatted beside Wen Ning, “How do you feel right now?”

Wen Ning lay on the ground facing up, his neck and limbs still somewhat stiff, “I… I…” He stammered for some time before finally saying, “… I want to cry, but I can’t. What’s wrong…”

After a moment of silence, Wei WuXian patted his shoulder, “You remember, don’t you? You’re dead already.”

When he made sure that Wen Ning really was awake, in his heart, Wei WuXian let out a long breath of relief.

He did it.

"You did! You're really the best! The most powerful!" Jingyi exclaimed.

"Of course I am." Wei Wuxian said proudly.

"That's attempting the impossible." Jiang Fengmian said with a smile.

"Where would he get that intelligence on waking a dead man's consciousness? He got it from me." Wen Rouhan boosted.

"Who dares to argue?" he asked.

Everyone look at him in disbelief.

"He's not even related to you." said Jiang Cheng.

"He's my son. He could be my nephew, too." said Wen Rouhan.

"Your father have gone crazy as time passes by." Jiang Cheng said to Wen Xu.

"Old man Lan could handle him." Wen Xu grinned making the said man glare at him.

"We agree." said the four, grinning at Lan Qiren who turn his glare to them.